Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears an entirely tan suit with grey socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His tied-back hair is black. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He struck the Miller job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 160 gp. Red garnet (110 gp).

Description: A 5'9" eastern woman, she wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. She wears her white hair up. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She enjoys reading and quiet.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Juliana took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up scimitar and armor she uses now. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with broad hat. His hair is brown and curly. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Being a Fortune-teller kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Religious, In love. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 100 sp. 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his monstrous two handed axe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His long red crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. His red eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To protect his home; and he is greedy

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: Just what you see.